I have a great business opportunity for someone in our small town of Bryson City: Dog Groomer. After looking for a few weeks locally I finally found a place….but 25 miles away. I’d found someone local but when I called them they weren’t taking any new “clients.” Poor Diesel had become so shaggy he couldn’t really see anything…and he was up to about 2.5 lbs including all the fur. When I got him back he weighed about 2 lbs…and resembled a tiny deer. And so ridiculously dainty. The groomer said he was the smallest dog they’d ever seen….so small they charged me an extra $10 for the trouble. I took this photo when I got him home…doesn’t he look like a cardboard cutout?
I think Diesel is settling in well to our new life. He loves the grass and flowers and all the new smells:
He’ll be 13 this year and we can tell he’s getting older. Our front steps are a little too big for him so I put a little brick to create a “mid-step” for him. You know you are getting old when you no longer have any teeth to hold your tongue in:
He has a little bed under my desk and he still sleeps on the 5-foot-long stuffed dog we hauled all the way from California for him. He loves looking out the window from our bedroom and watching the birds. And mostly he just loves to sleep:
Boo and Diesel have become better friends since we’ve moved…he’ll let her pet him now, which he never really let her do before. Desperate dogs do desperate things? Is that a saying?
Diesel was a trooper when we drove him cross country. I think he was just happy to be with us….all the time. He sat in his little bed the entire trip and only popped his head up when we’d stop for gas:
He stayed in his little bag when we visited sites….he’s been through 2 presidential museums and lots of historical sites. Except for the Hoover Dam and the St. Louis Arch….because they have X-Ray machines. I didn’t want to be on the front page of the paper for that one:
Crazy Woman Sends Dog Through X-Ray Machine At National Landmark
Diesel under the Arch….he looks so darn proud:
Funny how a little tiny 2 pound animal can give us so much joy. He’s smaller than the squirrels I see around the house….and I’m sure the hawks and eagles would try to gobble him up in a second if we weren’t careful. I hope he’ll be around for a long time. I just hope he improves his attitude a little since he’s chased off the Hemlock Inn’s dog Scruffy a few times and tried to attack a very forgiving therapy dog yesterday.
P.S. I could feel the therapy dog’s silent amusement. He outweighed Diesel by 48 pounds,
Oh my gosh, Ashley, his is so so precious. I’m always looking for peaks of Diesel in your posts
He is a cutie pie.
Love these pictures of Diesel. My friend has a female Yorkie, Piper, but we call her The Terrorist! Small dog syndrome! Glad he’s liking his new home and letting Boo pet him. Your adventure is so much fun to read about. We hope to move to Charlotte in about 3 yrs as my daughter’s family lives there now. I have 3 grandbabies and Nebraska is too far. I love seeing all the places you’ve been visiting!! What a grand time!
Mes enfant ont un cocker américain qui s’appelle Ravel, il est bien vieux maintenant et ne bouge plus beaucoup, mais il semble heureux auprès de mes petits fils ! belle semaine à toi.